However, not long after walking out, I saw several people blocking a car in the dark street, smashing it, and yelling at the people inside to get out.
As soon as the people in the car got out of the car, they were surrounded by several people. Before they could say a few words, they were beaten involuntarily.
When Lan Feiyang saw this, he suddenly felt a sense of chivalry. He rushed over and punched and kicked several people, knocking them all down in three or five blows.
"Asshole! You're so stupid, a dog can catch a mouse." Seeing how powerful he was, the leader got up and cursed in a low voice. He didn't bother much, and he was very aware of current affairs and quickly led a group of subordinates who held their arms and rubbed their faces.
, and slipped away in embarrassment.
"Thank you. Thank you, young man." The car owner with a bruised nose and face climbed up from the car, holding his stomach and thanked Lan Feiyang.
"How are you? Do you want to go to the hospital?" Lan Feiyang walked up to ask with concern.
The forty-year-old car owner gasped and nodded: "Young man, can you drive?"
"Yes." Lan Feiyang nodded.
"Okay. I can't straighten my waist, so you drive." He said and gave Lan Feiyang the car key.
Lan Feiyang helped him get into the car and sit down, then started the car and drove slowly. He hadn't touched the steering wheel for more than two months, so he was a little unfamiliar at first, but he soon became proficient.
The car owner was found to have cracked two ribs and some muscle tissue lacerations. Seeing that his family arrived and gave him two hundred yuan in hard work, Lan Feiyang wanted to leave.
But the car owner kept him: "Young man, I think you have good skills. I only opened a small company, would you like to stay and be my bodyguard? Maybe the salary will not be too high, and it may be more difficult."
When Lan Feiyang heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. This was really what he wanted when he hit the pillow when he was dozing off. Unconsciously, he nodded quickly and said: "Okay. I do!"
Since the car owner Ma Guoliang needed to be hospitalized for a few days, his construction company was temporarily handed over to his younger brother Ma Guodong for custody. He did not need a bodyguard while he was hospitalized, so Lan Feiyang temporarily became Ma Guodong's bodyguard.
But Ma Guodong, who was in his early thirties, said that he was not used to having someone follow him everywhere, so he asked Lan Feiyang to rest for a few days. As a result, Lan Feiyang only worked for half a day and came back.
Lan Feiyang thought of Guo Honglian and was still a little worried about her.
Although his current identity was a bit inexplicable and he couldn't tell her clearly, she was in an extraordinary period now and he had to protect her and care about her. So, he went directly to Guo Honglian's dormitory in the old building inside P University.
Just when he didn't know how to find Guo Honglian, he saw Guo Honglian coming over panting from a distance while holding a large cardboard box.
He couldn't help but hurried over and took down her big cardboard box: "What is this? Why didn't you ask someone to help you?"
"Why are you here? This is a sales task given by the company. Early this morning, the company called me and said that I have been transferred to the sales department to investigate the market situation." Guo Honglian wiped the sweat with the back of her hand and gasped.
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"Tch! Isn't this an insult? How can a girl inspect the market alone?" Lan Feiyang was very dissatisfied, "This is usually a job for boys?"
"But they gave me stockings, which are suitable for selling to girls." Guo Honglian was very helpless, "However, transferring me to the sales department was meant to exclude me. This was also due to the stinky woman who made a scene the night before yesterday.
Wow, people really think of me as a vixen who specializes in seducing men."
"Ignore them. Go your own way and let others have their say." Lan Feiyang put the big cardboard box on his shoulders and couldn't help but use a common saying. He was convinced that Guo Honglian was not that kind of person at all!
"You don't need to comfort me. I've figured it out in the past two days. You want to torture me, knock me down, make me suffer and make my life miserable, right? I'm not as good as they want! I'll take it as what they say about them.
I didn't hear anything, I didn't see anything. They were so angry!" Guo Honglian said as she followed Lan Feiyang towards the dormitory building.
Compared to the undergraduate dormitories, the management of the graduate student dormitory is looser, and no one stopped Lan Feiyang, who was holding the big cardboard box, from going up. In the undergraduate dormitory, boys and girls have to stop each other.
Guo Honglian's dormitory has two bunk beds. One of the upper bunks has sundries, and the other three have bedding. But there is no one at this time.
Guo Honglian said that there are currently three people living in this room. One of them, who is an intern in the same company as her, has not returned, and the other one probably went there after lunch; she lives in the upper bunk.
The other upper bunk was originally occupied, but this semester I rented a room by myself.
Lan Feiyang followed Guo Honglian's request and put the big cardboard box on the ground. When he opened it, he saw that it was really full of long stockings worn by girls.
"I'll sell it in school first. If that doesn't work, I'll set up a street stall." Guo Honglian sighed.
"How many pairs are there in this big box?" Lan Feiyang was unsure.
"Two hundred pairs. Let me sell them out in a week."
"What if we can't sell out?"
"If you can't sell it all, you will continue to sell it, but your ability and performance will be affected."
"I see that many girls nowadays don't wear stockings and just like to keep their legs bare. Will this be easy to sell?"
"I don't know either. Try it."
Lan Feiyang practiced his energy in his rented house for half an afternoon and all night. After breakfast the next day, he went to P University Guo Honglian's dormitory.
Guo Honglian was still alone, but there were a few pairs of stockings in the carton. It was clear from a glance that no one was buying them.
"How about I help you sell some?" Lan Feiyang asked enthusiastically, "How much does a pair of these stockings cost?"
"How can you, a boy, sell stockings?" Guo Honglian asked weakly.
"Boys can't sell stockings?" Lan Feiyang puffed up his chest, "I'm a handsome guy after all? I stood there and shouted loudly, girls and elder sisters, why don't you come over and take a look and buy a pair or two pairs?
of?"
Guo Honglian was amused by him: "Are you selling stockings or sex?"
"It doesn't matter what it sells, as long as I can sell the stockings." He thought to himself: I am a boy, should I be fine if I get looked at a few times?
"Okay, you can try it. This is the new brand 'Mengsha', retailing for thirty-eight yuan a pair."
"What, thirty-eight yuan a pair?" Lan Feiyang opened his mouth in surprise, "People usually pay five yuan a pair?"
Guo Honglian sighed: "Otherwise, how could I have sold a few pairs? Two roommates and two or three classmates with whom I usually have a good relationship each bought a pair. For the others, I put down my socks as soon as I asked the price and left.
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"Think about it. People's monthly living expenses are only more than 100 yuan. Who is willing to spend 38 yuan to buy a pair of stockings?"
Lan Feiyang had no choice but to go out and carry a pack of stockings to sell.